Love Me, Please
39. I Love You, I'm Sorry

Ah, Nevermind. Let tomorrow be tomorrow's business, let it be a secret first. Anyway I told you, I don't want to take a headache and think about what happened. Or ... take care of the affairs of life in general.

Can I have some time and stop for a moment to let go of the guilt?

I sent those messages back.

However, not to mention having time to put my phone in my pocket, a vibration stopped the action. What else does this demon want?

Turns out I was wrong. The entry is a notification from Instagram.

@Kayforsure tagged you in a post.

The corners of the lips now vibrate.

The fingertips automatically touched the notification that led me directly to the post Kayden briefly shared.

Ah, my heart.

In the picture, I seemed to be enjoying the view of the sun on the way back to the contest. As she slipped, she left a mesmerizing orange tinge in the blue-gray sky, setting the backdrop of human life that was otherwise in the twilight of the weekend.

The time to return home is the time to start life for the inhabitants of the earth.

Kay just uploaded a photo that I guess was taken when we visited one of the rooftop restaurants and bars in Seoul during the summer break. Although just an ordinary portrait taken from behind with me who only wore a black hoodie belongs to—because the temperature suddenly dropped drastically dusk when it—and white hat, because the temperature suddenly dropped, the heartfelt young man who loved me so much made her special through the accompanying caption.

My beautiful girl looking at that another beautiful thing. A beautiful life. Good night, darling. I love you.

You're my beautiful life.

#christian #mygirl

The memories of the ark are then passed through the memories. Deliver me on the days we passed three-four months ago.

Armed with knowledge of the results asked Google, we spent a week on holiday last summer in the capital of a country whose K-Pop culture has shaken the world. We rented a room at the Four Seasons located in the city center. The location is very strategic because some recommended tourist destinations such as Gyeongbokgung Palace, Gwanghwamun Gate, Jogye Buddhist Temple, Dongmyo Flea Market traditional market, and, and the Gwangjang market that provides street food can be reached on foot only.

The day after we spent in the room because of the jetlag that ambushed after about fifteen hours of travel; twelve hours are used for direct flying as well as the three hours required to take care of other things and head to the hotel. Three days later, then the places can be marked as tourist areas that we have visited.

On the fourth day, we visited K-Star Road which became a must-see destination for Korean pop music lovers. After twice taking the bus for about an hour from Jongno-gu to Gangnam-gu and walking for a few minutes, then we met with GangnamDol— the name taken from the combination said Gangnam, idol, idol, and doll— the statue that became the symbol of the place.

Thanks to Larry Page and Sergey Brin for inventing Google, we knew that we could take a guide booklet and buy some souvenirs at Gangnamdol Haus first before embarking on an exploration in an area that was divided into four zones; A, B, C, etc, and the D.

South Korea is very famous for its cute and sweet image represented by most of the top artists through their performances. All products, both goods and people, are packed with bright colors full of joy. Do not miss the soft and soothing pastel colors. The sculptures we passed through were also the same concept.

Satisfied take pictures with various human-scale bear statues on his chest there is a symbol of boyband or girl group pride of the peninsula country that shares a land border with North Korea, we unwinded at a cafe that he said was owned by one of the singers and rappers from the United States.

Not only is it home to sculptures as a representation, K-Star Road is also home to many management offices that house South Korea's beloved artists. In addition, there is also a Figure Museum, Coreana Cosmetics Museum, and a cafe for the stars.

The first thing I did after ordering food and drinks was of course share our photos on social media. In particular, I also sent a photo with the legendary BTS statue to a chat group.

I still remember the reaction of Paulina and Marina who were excited by their independence. I still remember how satisfied my heart was that it managed to make those who were one of the millions of women who were crazy about the group of young men burned with jealous fire. Thanks to them, several routine team movements were created using upbeat music typical of RM, V, and friends.

I also remember how Isobel— as usual— became the calmest and only replied "have fun" followed by a grinning yellow emoji. The girl's life is really flat.

However, unfortunately, not all parts of Seoul can be directly accepted. Just ask Kayden if you don't believe me.

Terlena, my guy got big head and forgot the land. He unexpectedly tasted almost all snacks from the menu sold by one of the traders. Without asking, a piece of food was devoured and then told named soonae.

After some time until we were in the room, he just complained of not feeling well.

"I think I'm food poisoning, huh, Yang. All of a sudden, my stomach was wrapped around this, huh?" he was complaining about a face that was beginning to sweat.

"You mostly eat, times."

"It could be, anyway. But, this feels different, Yang. I suspect the same last meal the mothers gave me. What's name?"

"Hm. What, huh? Wait for. Uh! Sundae," cuckolded although a little mispronounced the name of the food.

"Yes, right." The phone was taken out of his pants pocket. His fingers instantly jumped up and down on the screen quickly. Before long speechless, his face that had been bathing in sweat looked green. Kayden Tetiba stuffed his mouth with his hands and ran to the bathroom.

Leaving me still standing and astonished myself.

Then there were voices that were too impolite to describe. Making my feet run after him.

I saw Kayden's head in the toilet bowl. I'm approachinghe. I rubbed the large back gently while his stomach pumped everything that had been consumed out again.

Soonae, which was a combination of pig blood and sticky rice that was put into the intestines and boiled, had a great success conquering Kayden the Most Overseer.

"Not again, deh, Yang," he swore with his head leaning weakly against my chest.

While still stroking his back, I landed a kiss on Kay's hair that was still wet with sweat to aggravate the smile. Let's see how long that sentence can last.

The next day we had to be absent from the agenda of the streets because his stomach was still sulking.

Afternoon at the end, he announced that we would be celebrating our last night in Seoul with dinner at a rooftop restaurant and bar called My Sky which he knew after a day in the room with a cell phone in hand.

What Kayden wants, Kayden gets. At five o'clock in the afternoon we arrived. "It's a good place, Yang," I said as I walked closer to the wall.

Now I remember that Kay didn't say anything.

The atmosphere there is so comfortable. Various menu options that Kayden considered safe for the intestines are still sensitive after the incident last night was a plus. Its unique place, with hammock hanging, inevitably leaves an impression.

But, I know. I understood very well that what really made all of that a deep mark was the young man who was sitting opposite me that night.

The intent smile would expand with joy when it also turned mispy. Happy days like that now feel so far away from me. Light days, when life hasn't intervened too much and screwed things up.

I miss that times.

I miss the old us.

I miss the old me.

"I love you, baby," I whispered in the blind twilight air as I stared at the letters on the screen. "But I'm sorry, yeah. Because, the more days I feel, the less I deserve someone as perfect as you."

To be continued ....